How It Used To Be: A Michael Jackson Love Story/ Beatle Fanfiction

Chapter 11: A New Way Of Life

Paul's POV:

I laid there in silence, staring up at the ceiling, watching the fan go around. 

Round and around and around.

It's been a week since Cassidy left... the police have been out every day since but have had no luck. They can't find any trace of anything. No footprints, no suspects, nothing. And that's all that was in my heart too; nothing.

Suddenly the phone rang and I instantly sprung off the couch to answer it.

"Hello?" I said excitedly.

"Hey, Paul." It was Michael. My smile quickly faded and I slumped back down onto the couch.

"Hey Mike. How's it going?" I asked, uninterested.

"Oh it's... it's going. Yeah... how're you? Any luck with Cassidy?" He asked somewhat concerned, his tone uneasy.

"Not yet." I responded. I was in no mood to talk to Michael right now. I just really wanted to know where Cassidy was... or at least if she was okay."

"I'm sorry buddy." Michael said sincerely.
"But hey... I was wondering if you wanted to collaborate with me? I'm working on an album and wanted a duet with you on it."

I sighed. "Michael... I'm in no condition for writing songs right now... the love of my life is missing can't you see?!" I shouted at him, rubbing a hand down my face.

"I know, I know it's just that it'd be really cool and maybe-"

"No. I'm not doing it right now." I cut him off sternly.

"Come on! Please? I wanna do a love song."

Silence crept upon us.

"A love song?" I asked, confused.

"Yeah!" He clarified excitedly.

"A love song between two guys?" I said, raising an eyebrow.

"It wouldn't be like that! I was thinking something like us fighting over a girl kind of... the title could be something like The Girl Is Mine."

"Ironic..." I trailed off.

"What's the inspiration? Cassidy?" I said half chuckling.

"Yes." Michael said, showing no shame.

I rolled my eyes, wishing he could see my reaction to his idea.

"Sure Michael. I'll collaborate with you."

I could practically see Michael smiling.

"You will?! Oh this is just great!" He said happily.

"Okay, okay." I said, sort of laughing myself.

"When do you wanna get together?" Mike pushed on.

"Let me just collect my thoughts for awhile. It's really chaotic with this situation."

"I understand." Michael said. "Call me if you figure anything out okay?"

"Will do, Mike."

"Thanks Paul. See you around."

"See you." I said as I hung up the phone.

Michael, I'll show you that the girl is mine.

Michael's POV:

Paul, I'll show you the girl is mine.

I cannot wait. As soon as the line went dead, I started dialing another number. Quincy's.